Bangkok

Eventually got up and took a walk around. Had a look down the institution that is Khaosan Road...A hole at it finest, selling all type's of wares from fake bags to fake driving licences. Degrees and Irish Driving Licences can be acquired handy enough (however I scrutinised the Irish licence and found a number of flaws that any cop worth his salt would spot, essentially I could draft up a better effort), and the UK DL's were missing the gold DVLA hologram. We had our first McDonalds since entering Asia, shocking I know but it was a craving I had to get out of the system. We met my cousin Laoise later on and went on a mini-session...the poor girl was up at 6:30am next day.